Chapter 150: The Prison's Wrath!
"YOU FILTHY MORTALS!" The voice reverberated once again as the dark skies split right in the middle as an abyssal fog concentrated right where Draco and the group were.
The commander was now nowhere to be seen, as the fog had already consumed him, but the elders didn't look worried.
Draco himself wasn't concerned about the commander, but more confused at why the voice... sounded so sad, so wronged.
More than angry at their deeds, it seemed hurt.
But just who was it that was speaking?
"It seems that this one was quite close to the prison, huh?" the snakeman said while snorting his nostrils in amusement.
"From its voice, this much is obvious." the spider said as her serious expression changed to that of mockery.
"It's none of our business; make sure every one of us leaves safely." The elder, who was still serious, commanded the two, who had faces full of mockery, to shut up once and for all.
